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Night 44: Sun Room
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It looked like they were the first ones in the Sun Room this night. There weren't any monsters in plain sight, which was a good sign.
Or was it? Getting held up by a monster actually sounded kind of nice, for once. If it was strong enough, it could keep Sync busy - maybe even enough to derail his plans. Of course, it would also put their lives in danger, but they were in tons of danger anyway. Whoever said "better the devil you know than the devil you don't" obviously didn't know Sync the Tempest.
So even though Anise walked into the Sun Room with soft, cautious steps like she usually would, the girl inwardly found herself praying for someone or something to intercept them.
It looked like they were the first ones in the Sun Room this night. There weren't any monsters in plain sight, which was a good sign.
Or was it? Getting held up by a monster actually sounded kind of nice, for once. If it was strong enough, it could keep Sync busy - maybe even enough to derail his plans. Of course, it would also put their lives in danger, but they were in tons of danger anyway. Whoever said "better the devil you know than the devil you don't" obviously didn't know Sync the Tempest.
So even though Anise walked into the Sun Room with soft, cautious steps like she usually would, the girl inwardly found herself praying for someone or something to intercept them.
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That laughter was definitely not Sync's (unfortunately, Guy knew exactly what that sounded like), but the servant didn't hesitate to follow Dias inside. Unlike Claude, he didn't mind that Dias was taking the lead, since he knew the man was in the best shape out of the three of them.
It looked like Sync and the others (Anise? really?) had already run ahead. Dammit! If they didn't hurry, who knew what Sync would do to those two? And if Anise really was involved, then Guy had even more to worry about. If she got hurt and he wasn't there to stop it, he wasn't going to be able to forgive himself.
Still, right now there was something else to worry about, and that was the source of that laugh, which definitely hadn't been playful. Guy looked in the same direction as the others, catching those two pinpoints of light and feeling his body tense up in response. Eyes, staring down at them.
They didn't have time for this! If Sync managed to slip past while they were left to fight with this brainwashed patient or monster or whatever it was for who knew how long, then their plan would already have slipped down the drain.
"We can't waste any time here," he said under his breath. As far as he was concerned, what they needed to do was run.
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Down the rabbit hole and into that place. There was something familiar about that, but it flashed too quickly for anything to settle. Instead the Song rose in waves, draining his replies further. A coalescence had started around him, violet and magenta dancing around him like living flames. One becoming two becoming one, and wasn't there something in that?! The bioweapon's eyes widened, something deliciously like fear lacing his being.
At the same time something shifted towards him along that forgotten and fractured link. A little mouse seeking, searching--pausing before him. Was that fear from daddy's little darling, or something else? Albedo rolled his eyes to the side, tracing the link's path through walls to the source. A effort of force, a shoving open, and then the pathway was open to him. {Ah, Nigredo.} Broken betrayer, future murderer; death will come to you in many forms. {It's been said, you know. To beware of false prophets. They wear sheep's clothing, but inwardly are ravening wolves.} There was a pause then, as his stare remained settled on the wall. {Do you think that's true?} Albedo's tongue darted out to taste the ridges of his teeth. {Come to me. We should play.}
That said, something pleasant and horrible crossed his expression. Whether to himself or the ones below him, the entity muttered, "...'For many are invited, but few are chosen.'" His attention elsewhere, the trio could slip by more easily then their own prey. From above, Albedo giggled again, something altogether awful in the sound.
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"Move," he growled under his breath, his cautious advance turning into a long stride that ate up the remaining distance between himself and the door to the cafeteria like wildfire.
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Either way, this was definitely getting creepy. Unlike the last person they'd run into in the sun room, though, it didn't look like he was going to strike out at them just yet. Claude personally didn't want to test the boy's patience -- especially not with the way he was glowing and giggling like that. Guy and Dias were right. The longer they hung around in here, the more danger they were in. And if they got caught in a fight with whoever (or whatever) was watching over the sun room, then tonight's mission would likely be a complete and utter failure.
Claude wasn't willing to let Sync win. He'd dragged other people into this mess, and that was unforgivable as far as Claude was concerned. They needed to get out of here.
It looked like his friends had the same idea. His grip tightening on his sword, Claude darted forward to match his rival's pace.
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He definitely wouldn't want to fight someone that young when they were acting against their will, and so he was glad that the boy seemed more interested in speaking nonsense than getting into a fight. Maybe he wanted to scare them rather than actually hurt them.
Not that Guy was particularly scared, but that was also because he was focused on the God-General they were tailing. Both Dias and Claude wasted little time in speeding off toward the cafeteria, and it wasn't hard for Guy to keep up with them, even with his chest wound.
He let out a mental sigh of relief when all three of them reached the door and passed through it. For once they'd been lucky.
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